{Brendon's POV}
"Prince Brendon! Prince Brendon! We need to talk ball arrangements!" Spencer, my personal helper, shouting as he barged into My bedroom.
"Oh my god Spencer don't you know how to knock!?" I asked Spencer.
"Sorry Bren, but your father is really mad that you haven't planned one little bit of your ball!" Spencer explain. Yup a ball. Ug. I'm about to turn 22 so that means I have to have a ball to find me a husband or a wife. Yes husband or wife. Im bi. When I told my parents they were perfectly okay with it. I was suprised too. I didn't think they would approve of me being with a guy. But back to the ball thing I have to find a husband or wife at this ball because I have to get married so I can become king. I get married about a week after I decide who I marry. I have to decide about a day after the ball to choose.
My father, the current king, didn't want a ball either he told me when I complaind. But then he told me that he saw my mother and he thought she was pretty and they talked and danced all night and fell in love and all that junk. He also wants ne to get married so I can have kids. He said even if I do end up with a guy he wants me to adopt. He has always loved kids.
"Ug! I really don't want to settle down! All the royalty I've ever met have been whoreish princesses and dick princes!" I ranted.
"Then maybe you can convince your father to let our kingdoms people go to the ball." Spence suggest. He has always helped me with my problems. We've been best friends since as long as I can remember.
"Yeah. Put that down." I told him.
"Okay... What is your age range?"
"17 to...24" I replied.
"Now colors?" he asked.
"I like red..." I answered.
"Your father wants professional." he stated.
"Fine black and white." I picked.
"Okay... Let me get this information to your father and I'll see you later. I'm going to flirt with the cook afterward." Spencer said walking out of my room. He has a crush on the royal cook, Jon. He flirts with him every chance he gets. I hope they get together.
I checked the time Midnight. I should probably get to bed. I have a day of getting fit for my suit I'm wareing to the ball.
The ball is on my 22nd birthday, so about in a week. I have 1 week until I find someone to marry. About 2 until I have a wedding.
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{Ryan's POV}
"Wake up!" My step sister, Breezy, yelled to me as she slapped my cheek. "You need to go to the market we're almost out of food!"
"Okay I'll be back in a little bit." I got up from my 'bed' and went into my 'closet'. My bed was an old, moldy bed frame with a too worn in mattress with a dirty, thin blanket and a pillow that I had since I was 8. My closet was a hole in the wall with a curtain that had ripped up clothes that didn't even fit.
I walked downstairs from the attic, which was also my bedroom, and stopped in the kitchen to see wht we needed from the market. My step mother was in the kitchen looking for food.
"Finally you got your lazy ass out of bed! Now go to the market and get some food then come back and make us food. After you are done you can do your chores!" She yelled at me.
"Yes mam." I replied. I learned over the years that if I just agreed with what she told me, life would go smoother.
I can't believe I am stuck doing what she asks of me for the rest of my life. I was walking out the door when Sarah, my other step sister, bumped into me.
"Watch where you're going or I will tell mother!" She snapped. I sighed. I really hate them. I wish I was 8 again when my father was still alive. He was the only good thing about my life.
If he was so great how did he end up with Victoria, my step mother, you ask? Well my mother died while giving birth to me so I never really met her. My father was depressed but still was amazing. He was a traveling salesman. He went from kingdom to kingdom selling things. When I was 5 he met Victoria and fell in love. She was mean to me when he wasn't around but if he was happy I could be too. She of course had Sarah and Breezy who were also 5. They got married and they were my new step family. One day father was in a trip when his carriage went out of control and over a cliff. I was stuck under Victoria's care and she made me her and the girls' slave. I have to do everything like cook, clean, feed the chickens, and other things like that. I'm 18 so I could move out if I had the money, but I don't.
I started walking to the market and after a few minutes I was there. I got what I needed and went home to hell to start cooking. I hope my life will get better soon.
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Well there is the first chapter of Ryden Cinderella. I know this chapter is bad but it will get better. Just continue reading. I would love to know what you think so please comment. If you actually thought this was good please vote and tell your friends about this. Anyway I hope you have a nice day!
